040710b Small Dot Under The Sun

it wasn't raining but i have my umbrella
when was the last time you shield yourself
from heat onslaught of the sun, never did
i haven't seen any on this part of the globe
besides those walking in fairways playing golf
i'm sure if i start doing it then people would follow

tomorrow i'll bring mine to walk from parking lot
let's how's these macho people react to that
probably look at me like alien from other planet
i don't mind i would be free from effects of heat
that's a bit of asian fad in western civilization
i'll be a black dot shading from laughing sun

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031910b Yellow Birds On The Green

i see. group of tiny yellow birds
gatherings seeds at the green
they hop, hop and start to sing
they never scratch the ground
they just eat what they can find
bobbing their heads in rhyme

a golf ball landed at the fringe
two went hop hop to investigate
and came back with message
time to disappear by the trees
they're up there quick, grooming
some offer to help, maybe courting

after the ball is putted to the cup
flag is raise to flirt with breeze
they came down picking seeds
they don't bother fading laughs
playful ones want a piggy back
only to be bitten and wing whack

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041410m Kids Adventure

i remember screaming ' john get your inner tube
lets go to the lake swimming' was like yesterday
we play all day, we rent out inner tube for a ride
we made enough to buy candies and coca cola
we even race to cross the lake, we made our paddle
out of milk plastic bottles, no match for real ones

that window we used ti tie a rope to mango tree
we pretend like marines, we climd, we rappel
we end up with cuts, bruises, burns and trouble
then we move the ropes to the bridge, that's fun
a giant swing, a pendulum ride, then jump...oh!
adrenalin rush, we thought fun would never ends

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032410i You Could Be Better Student

seven after in eastern seaboard
tired bodies is about rested now
probably watch an hour of tv ads
kids are plastered to homeworks
which make them useless at home
can't clean their rooms or eat right

i guess teachers are not talking
to each, they thought they're only
one in the whole wide world who
is giving a homework, too much
at an average you sleep at two am
go to school at seven; zombie

not only that books are so heavy
who read books, transfer to cd
put it in website and we link up
we do assignment then upload
give us pc that work in the bus
or wherever we are that is class

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032910a Clouds Has Just Open For Me

it's raining outside my door
it's cold, it's windy and it pours
night still with me i could see
water start flowing from driveway
if this will continue much longer
i know the lake would get deeper

some would be wishing it stops
this month we really needed that
for grass growth so as flowers
blooming to the tune of lovers
i have golf umbrella in my car
good enough for walk, mile far

i will bring shirt and pants, in case
rain won't be please, pour sideways
road could be slippery, hydroplane
spray on your windshield a pain
inconsiderate people they just drive
unknowing what they are causing

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040810c We Have Laughs, We Have Fun

yesterday i have fun, very happy
we went to panera for dinner
we chat we joke, taken very well
so wonderful to be with family
over a bowl of soup, sandwich
just being out there is remarkable

after a dinner we went shopping
it turn out to be gathering suspects
then we went to golf driving range
to iron out swings or learn how to
girls tried it first; balls rolls downhill
we didn't do much, we have our fill

***
unexpected outing with my family
on sunny afternoon in hampton roads,
virginia.

we have laughs

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04 Have Scented Kiss

sharp wall’s corner
pasting half your beauty
thin contour of you lips
barely showing behind
your cascading wavy hair
shadow of your eyelashes
attenuating your eyes’ sparkle
to a soft, romantic glow

your thin shirt capturing
a full cap, descending
to a white shorts
riding beautiful flowing
leg to silver anklets
topping red stiletto heels
adoring smooth foot
and ivory nails

my love come, come
i want to see everything

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062010A us open within kiss

oh! eyes are like pine needle piercing
every pores of your skin on sunny day
painless squeezing every nerves within
cool breeze from busy beach of fans
having cold beer on their grasping hand
screams won't free tautness of muscles

sun rays wanted to hide behind clouds
teasing, annoying cry of airborne seagulls
every swing he does comes bleeding heart
where are, are those amazing magic touch
it seems that it was stolen in darkness night
maybe that's what golf is all about; nerves

***
epic meltdown of dustin johnson... i feel
his pain, if i were him i'll hire a sports
psychologist NOW...dustin there's
tomorrow.

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031210 It Could Happened

vast span of dry sand
my feet sinking hard to walk
my lips hurting, my lungs screaming
hurtful sun on my face
how did i came to this place
i wonder what's over the dunes

i can hear drums and circling birds
i can hardly see besides black wings
the size of a golf umbrella, flapping
somehow it's cooling the surrounding
i reach a gravel road, barb wire fence
enclosing herds of cows on green grass

then i heard thunderous noise, a tank
i dove on the ditch, i hit something
it hurts so much, i feel off the bed
washer is off balance making noise
still woozy i run naked across the room
oh! my! i'm not aware they're all home

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041010d Physical Day For Me

ole! freddy melted to the green
putting didn't work so as the swing
blame it on the back that is acting
or maybe pressure to be atop a game
when you're getting close to speed limit
there are things body could do some slip

great tommy almost did the same
still hanging in there like kenny
sandy just succumb and melted away
so many of us think playing golf is easy
tell stories plus strokes than it was
when you hold that club and swing
you really don't know exactly where
it is going but for me i go out there

***
d'masters
fred couples 16,17,18 crash
tom watson still fine

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